* Draco *
We walked into her office and she walked over to a shelf in the corner and reached up, going slightly up onto her toes, to grabbed a large stack of parchments bound in multiple different files.
She then awkwardly carried them over and dropped them down in front of me unceremoniously, with a small huff.
She then walked around to her own seat and sat down. Without even saying anything she just started working on something. I mean does she just expect me to know what's happening.
"What, exactly, do you want me to do?" I asked
"Oh, right, sorry. You just need to write the official Wizengamot, case papers that will be used in the trials. Each file should have case notes from the aurors and the necessary documents. Once you're done just put all of the completed papers in a pile over there and I'll sign them later" she said in a quiet voice.
Without anymore conversation she turned back to her work. Taking this as a cue I also turned to my work.
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After doing to most mundane of tasks for about an hour I dragged out "So...""So, what?" She asked impatiently.
"Well, Potter sent me to give you a file yesterday, and your secretary said you left because you were ill, but she said that she didn't think you were actually ill. So, where were you?" I asked in a dragged out tone.
She instantly sat up straighter than she already was, and settled on a passive expression.
Letting out a small sigh she said "I'm not sure what ever crossed Aggie's mind, but I simply was ill."
"I find that hard to believe, you look miserable and if you were really weren't well you wouldn't have come in today. Your secretary said she thinks it has something to do with that letter you got yesterday and I think she's right." I said
She just scoffed and said "Just do your work, Malfoy."
"Sorry, for caring. I'll just ignore you from now on." I said sarcastically.
She puffed out a breath and said "Look, I'm sorry for snapping at you, but I'm under a lot of stress with everything going on. Maybe I'll tell you later, but right now I still haven't processed it all, myself."
"Alright." I said, placated.
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*Anastasia*At noon Ginny popped her head into my office saying "I think there is something we need to discuss."
Knowing she wanted to talk about the letter I asked "must we"
Unexpectedly, the matter was nonnegotiable.
After dismissing Malfoy for a lunch break, Ginny and I headed down to the cafeteria for lunch when Ginny asks "So what's your plan?"
"My plan is that I don't write him back, he arrives in England on Friday, I get married Saturday, and I'll see him in the office for the briefing on Monday." I replied.
"That's a terrible idea. Do you really want him to find out you're married from the papers? Do you really want to pass up the opportunity to speak to him while you're still single?" Ginny asked in return.
"Yes, that's precisely what I want. It's just less complicated that way." I replied in a tone of finality, but continued and and asked "Anyway, why are you here today?"
"The baby's first check up was today and I came back here with Harry, so I could talk to you about it now that you're probably in a better state of mind than yesterday." She replied.
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A Malfoy Marriage
FanfictionAnastasia Phillips a member of Wizarding high society knew her whole life she'd be married off in a betrothal at age 20 for as long as she can remember, but being the reckless gryffindor that she is in her teen years at hogwarts she pursued a relati...